I woke up today and was already filled with anxiety. Not really sure why. I didn’t sleep very well last night, which probably has a lot to do with it. I just don’t feel like myself. I hate that feeling. Hate it. It’s a helpless feeling that is so hard to explain to anyone that hasn’t experienced it. My chest hurts and my skin is crawling with anxiety. Trying to breathe and relax. I just don’t want to take my anxiety medicine today.
I started cooking this morning, which in itself is a rare occurance. I’m hoping it doesn’t mean I have the bird flu or something. Maybe that is some weird side effect I wasn’t aware of. The actual desire to cook. I’ll have to look into it.
I bought myself a new camera, so I’m excited to catalogue my 2011 adventures. Starting with cooking. Lol.